Hundreds of sword cultivators of the mighty family withdrew from the demon realm in an orderly manner, and the secret realm of the demon power that had been shown again for a thousand years became silent again with the overturning trend of destruction.

The loss of this trip is very small, and the gain is very large. Although some disciples of the Seven Great Sword Pavilion were tragically besieged and killed by the ancient array hidden in the Demon Realm, and the explosion was endangered and killed, two Tianjiao in the clan won the Demon Pill Spirit Bead, and there were even sword cultivators who swept through the ancient pagoda and found many ancient magic recipes and strange treasures of the soldiers.

When the powerhouses of the major forces surrounding the Fallen Dragon Abyss learned that the demon realm had collapsed, they all retreated lonely.

The appearance of the demon realm has already attracted the attention of the major families in Changxia, and everyone wants to come to get a piece of the pie.

I never thought it would come abruptly, and I would go quickly.

The Seven Great Sword Pavilions each gathered their disciples and returned to the Sword Pavilion according to the orders of the clan.

Three days inside the territory and ten days outside the boundary.

The cold and snowy scenery is still the only color of Lang Lang Qiankun, feeling the majestic aura into the nose, a cool and comfortable feeling moistens the heart and lungs.

Being carried by Su Muchen with the sword in the sky, Yan Wuyi couldn't help but be shocked, secretly envious, and a sudden sense of seeing the world arose, thinking that one day he would be able to fly in the air like this.

Crossing thousands of towering and dangerous peaks, rugged and beautiful mountains, the two of them have come to the top of Tianmu Peak.

Looking at it, the ten-mile continuous Tianmu Peak Group seems to be standing proudly in the sky, the strange situation is sudden, and the highest Xiufeng is engraved with the word Tianmu with a sword, which is domineering.

Surrounding the male peak is a river of winter water, clear blue and clear bottom aura swirling, not because of the winter and sealed, extremely clear.

A river to the north, the sword peak on both sides of the cliff if the general trend, green and dyed snow.

The river meanders and flows, if there is a wonderful sound stacked up, echoing endlessly, a few fishing songs, quite a deep meaning.

Move your eyes upward, it is a few clusters of cloud buildings rising from the ground, the four sides are dotted with the vast mountain dwellings, the spiritual momentum soars to the sky, this is the place where the outer disciples practice, the name is the floating sword gate, the fog hidden building.

Tens of thousands of disciples live on the main peak of Tianmu for a long time, and the dense Flying Pavilion Pavilions are arranged in a very regular manner, and from a distance, there seems to be a snow-colored battle platform in the center that is as wide as a thousand zhang.

Hanguang Pavilion did not fall on the main peak of Tianmu, but the Feihe Spring in the upper reaches of Xunshui, which was six miles away from it.

Su Muchen supported Yan Wuyi with spiritual light to fly over the Tianmu Peak Cliff, crossed the dangerous mountains, and landed safely in front of the quaint palace of Feihe Liuquan.

"The aura of this place is so strong, no wonder the Cold Light Sword Pavilion wants to set the momentum here. Yan Wuyi's face was shocked, and he followed Su Muchen to Feihe Liuquan to know what the wonderful scene of the world was.

With a slight breath, the aura nourishes the form, and the broken meridians in the body are nourished by this nourishment, which is rapidly deriving the energy of red and gold, full of exhausted six orifices.

At this moment, it is the first dew of the morning light, the recovery of thousands of mountains, the clouds are out of Xiu, under the reflection of the lush and green cypress fairy trees, the flying crane flowing spring is more and more amazing, the fluttering goose snow is not stained green, the milky white cloud yarn fog travels in the mountain sword pavilion, like the nine heavens fairy e's movement, wonderful very.

Six hundred and sixty zhang of the martial arts hall platform is a pure green, depicting a Qiankun six elephant map, not far away the majestic sword pavilion flying writing cold light, fluttering sprinkled, if there is a true meaning, then look at the two sides, overlapping ancient buildings Lingyu all over, ten zhang a Tsing Yi sword repair, one hundred zhang a Qing elegant pavilion.

On the platform of the palace, there are more than a dozen Sword Pavilion cultivators with a strong atmosphere, all waiting for the order of the pavilion master.

Among them, there are many familiar people, on both sides of the sword standing is the sword qi is majestic Chang Huaixun, looking at Yan Wuyi who is supported by the spiritual light with a smile, and the other person is the wonderful and colorful cultivator Yuan Hanyi, a casual smile seems to be able to attract all beings to fall, seeing Su Muchen return safely, it is difficult to hide the joy.

Behind the two of them were four cultivators who were also in the Hidden Void Realm, the kind old man in black robe and long hair was Yan Shixi, the great elder of the Cold Light Sword Pavilion, the white-clothed martial artist was the sword master Su Xu, the pretty beauty Yan Changge in a thin veil, and the masked cultivator Ling Su.

The four of them were all Sword Pavilion Pavilion masters, and they were responsible for teaching the disciples in the Pavilion, except for the Great Elder Yan Shixi, the other three were surprisingly young.

After the four great pavilion masters, there are the five true legends, and the jade crown Junxiu is silently listed, and Tang Li, who has escaped into the Great Dao True Machine, is also among them.

The other three are also outstanding, on the left is a rather short sword cultivator, and on the right is a young woman, named Yu Miaomiao, with an elegant temperament.

Yu Miaomiao is also a female cultivator next to her, white-clothed Shengxue, who is the seventh daughter of the head of the Luo family, Luo Ying, and her delicate appearance is also extraordinary.

"Brother Yan!"

Tang Li saw the appearance of the young man beside Su Muchen, and couldn't help but be surprised and happy.

Since he went to realize the true machine of the ancient gods, after waking up, he found that he was the only one in the ancient pavilion, and then escaped back to the ancient tower through the ancient painting, and wanted to go to the upper floor again but was blocked by the ban.

Now that I have to see my friends who are wandering together, I am naturally happy.

That letter was silent and knew Yan Wuyi, this six-trick martial artist who defeated Wu Xie and others with the soul clan boy was not slapped to death by Yu He of the Great Luo Sword Pavilion, and was brought back by the pavilion master, so it was inevitable that he would be puzzled.

"Shut up. ”

The Great Elder's face darkened, and he turned around and scolded Tang Li, signaling him to abide by the rules and not to talk nonsense in front of the pavilion master.

Tang Li pursed his lips and smiled, and saluted respectfully towards Su Muchen in front of him.

The trip was safe, and Su Muchen was a little relieved.

In just a moment, a black-clothed martial artist flew from the distant mountains and whispered a few words in his ear, and a sudden smile appeared on the face of the Hanguang Pavilion Lord, who had never been smiling.

Then he took a step forward, and the momentum was magnificent.

A breeze blew, bringing up the gray clothes to hunt, proud of the sky, and the air shook the ground.

When everyone was suspicious, they saw him say domineeringly: "From now on, Yan Wuyi is the only personal disciple in this seat!"

It was like a thunderbolt piercing everyone's ears, and they looked at it with their hegemony, but they saw Yan Wuyi standing on the spot with a blank face.

After taking a closer look, he realized that the main disciple of the pavilion was just an ordinary six-trick martial artist.

The young man is incomprehensible, and there is nothing else eye-catching, and I don't know why the pavilion master wants to take him under the door.

Except for the two deputy pavilion masters, who had already expected it, the rest of the people were shocked and uncertain.

"The Pavilion Master has been in charge of the cold light for thirteen years, and he has never accepted a single disciple, and now he has brought back a young man with a low realm......" Na Luo Ying came back from shock, and his smart eyes looked at Yan Wuyi's thin body, as if he was muttering.

"The seventh girl doesn't know, although this person is only a martial artist with six tricks, he can defeat the Zheng'a Sword Pavilion Wu Beetle with one palm. Feng Buyu frowned and said, his handsome face also had a hint of suspicion.

Although Yan Wuyi does have some means, how can he get into the eyes of the pavilion master.

The four great pavilion masters of the Cold Light Sword Pavilion were the most puzzled, and they all looked puzzled, and it was difficult to know.

Su Muchen has never done things according to common sense, and his temperament is extremely weird, and now he doesn't know where to bring a young man, and he wants to accept someone as the true inheritance of the pavilion master, how can he not make people frightened.

Hearing the sect master's decision, Tang Li couldn't help but smile, he couldn't help but be excited, the scene of Yan Wuyi's sword stabbing ghost eyes in his mind was still vivid, and now that he has become a fellow of the Sword Pavilion, it will be much easier to find him to learn his speed in the future.

"True Disciple?"

Yan Wuyi never thought that he would become a true disciple of the Luo family, looking at the palace and everyone in surprise, he could only smile helplessly.

This Su Muchen is really domineering, he doesn't ask about the origin or his own wishes, and he actually takes the initiative to accept it as the true inheritance of the pavilion master.